Images of a forgotten place
Lost in time, lost in space
Where sounds of life are always heard
and practical is just a word.
I wish I could travel to this place,
to learn about a different race.
Perhaps to adopt it
or at least respect it.
I dream in an endless stream
about castles of old and legends told.
Of places I’ve never been
and things I’ve never seen.
There are colorful images in my head,
all woven together like thread.
It all swirls around me;
And causes the continual stare and
entrancement that I feel.
Making this dream too wonderful to be real.
Why can’t I go to this place?
Because there is no map
between time and space.
ladyenglish Community Member 
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